February 2012
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Last night, I decided in the bath I was getting...
and now the only way I can recount the evening is through stories other people tell me, a la…
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Me: Omg I blacked out on the walk home… I haven’t been that drunk in yeaaaaaarsss
Amy: Haha! You were a rare level of drunk that even I haven’t seen! But your Adele impersonation was pricesless!
Me: Omg that made me LAUGH OUT LOUD!! I don’t remember that! Leif said...
January 2012
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I hate the feeling of a never ending to-do list.
I love puppy snuggles and reading a book you want to finish all day and only leaving the house for ingestion of Vitamin D and hamburgers.
All life will die, all mind will cease, and it will all be as if it had never happened. That, to be honest, is the goal to which evolution is traveling, that is the ‘benevolent’ end of the furious living and furious dying… All life is no more than a match struck in the dark and blown out again. The final result… is to deprive it completely of meaning.
-Annihilation of...
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I can’t wait to hold your hand walking home :)
<3
December 2011
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Introducing my friend Sam...
Sam: How ya doing lady?
Me: I am menstrating but I’m alive and well, how are you?
Sam:I’m good. I think I had sex with a Viking I met at a bar.
Me: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!
Sam: I met him in West Seattle when I was wasted after Saturdays afternoon extravaganza. He invited me to the Saint. And then to his condo. And then
Sam: into his pants. Viking.
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November 2011
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I understand his madness, why does he run away from me? I feel close to him, why does he not feel close to me, why doesn’t he see the resemblance between us, between our madness? I want the impossible, I want to fly all the time, I destroy ordinary life, I run towards all the dangers of love as he ran towards all the dangers of war. He runs away, was is less terrifying to him than...
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A SPY IN THE HOUSE OF LOVE - excerpts
“… but only one ritual, a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man’s sensual mast.” ( so great )
(Later he told her: if you had spoken then I would have walked away. You had the talent of letting everything else speak for you. It was because you were silent that I came up to you)
She allowed him to continue his dream.
“It’s the end of the...
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IF you are reading this...
Let it be known, I am now the new editor of content for the events section of the TALC website.
Alright Universe...
Lets work together on this one…
ramen noodles and urban outfitters
”But in that moment I knew that Ted was everyone, anyone, no one. He was boy in a man’s body pretending to know how to fuck, open jars, take out garbage, not offend a feminist, maintain witty enough banter with an intelligent woman. Just a boy. That’s when it hit me. I was asking the wrong questions or at least the right ones but in the wrong order”
- Beautiful words...
hot dog
Laying in bed at 1 am in our twin bed we share:
Me: It feels like its going to be a cough-y night. Why in Seattle does one of us at least once a month stay up coughing all night.
Lauren: It must be because of the tobacco study going on downstairs…
End scene.
“I could no longer love because, I repeat, for me love meant tyrannizing and...”
– Notes From Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky (via deadliftpoetry)
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October 2011
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September 2011
13 posts
20somewhere
I think this is just the general feeling of being in your twenties - wishing and trying so hard to present to the world that you even generally ( nay, even remotely ) understand what you are doing and why you are doing it.
I think it is a lesson of life that doesn’t just take the decade span to learn and understand … but done correctly has the opportunity to affect your life...
FUCK YOU, BUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NEW!
most annoying pep peeve at current moment:
LOUD APPLE EATERS IN THE QUIET COMPUTER LAB.
its loud, and it sounds disgusting. Really, its making my mind wander - and it sounds like you are performing ungodly acts on that apple.
I love
pushing myself to the last possible minute of a deadline. I think I could enter the olympics in this category.
Why can’t life be filled with google searches and coversations over coffee and episodes of Mad Men. oh right, because I am in grad school.
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I hate this phrase, but I totally think I dropped the ball on this one. I am going to go eat a bowl of cheerios now…
September
I have a lot of work to do:
I think instead of crying about it, I will attempt to feed myself, and watch a fashion documentary, and now that I type that, maybe I won’t eat.
I just need to hold out for 2 days … I get paid on Friday and I will then be able to return to a life of normalcy ( ie being able to afford a coffee in the morning - don’t get me started about people who...
Sun.
For the past two days, it has been rainy and dreary, and honestly… I didn’t know if I was going to be able to take it. Within those two days, I also worked the majority of the money I will hopefully survive on for the next month, and learned that Elliot was sick and my dad and brother contemplated if he would die, how they would tell me. But today, is another day, and the sun is...
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“…you are around creative people; creative people are creepy. “
taken from a conversation I am listening into right now. I am at the coffee shop, drinking a late night Americano I don’t need, and eating a cookie ( ok, both I equally don’t need ). There are a million coffee shops around me ( actual number ) and yet I always find myself coming to the Cafe Vita on Pike...
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August 2011
7 posts
I am so grateful...
for my toothbrush, face wash and a silent bedroom. There is life outside, and all around me, and one day I look forward to partaking, but tonight I want sleep. I would trade my life for this girl who deserves everything.
